The Girl Who Loved The Monsters کے بول

I got a black shoe lace painted face I slit my wrist in a state of grace I got dreadful clothes no-one knows I bleed everynight from my broken nose My blood sinks down to the canvas I'm going down, down, down My blood sinks down to the canvas I'm going down, down, down, down, down The girl who loved the monsters Black streaks in the sky The girl who loved the monsters